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On Final Year

Graduation is a fairly constant topic around these parts at the moment. From trying to organise my family’s visit to everyone wanting to know what I’m doing next, it’s pretty common for me to be either thinking or talking about it. With that in mind, it’s probably of little surprise that I’ve been giving it a lot of thought. That’s led to a canny bit of nostalgia on my part, but also a lot of excitement. I think I’m ready. St Andrews has been one of the best chapters of my life so far but it’s been just that: a chapter. My (almost) four years here have been wonderful but I can feel that they’re almost at an end.

A big part of that is an ever-growing excitement to be back in the north east. This tiny seaside town in Fife has won my heart but it’s always had to share it with my home turf. I can’t wait to be back there and explore all the new and exciting things that have cropped up in my absence! Bonus points for the more affordable rent have also been awarded.

You’ll all be very, very surprised to hear that a large part of my post-graduation plans involve reading. My TBR list has grown to immense proportions over the last couple of years and it’s about time I made some progress on it! I’m blocking out some time to read and recharge once my exams are all over – I couldn’t be more excited about it. There are a lot of books that I’ve been putting off that deserve my attention. It’s funny how you miss the little things, isn’t it?

Amongst all of this excitement is a pocket of nerves that just won’t shift. I’ve crossed my fingers, touched wood and used my 11:11’s whenever possible. There’s essays and exams between me and graduation. There’s a big unknown to face after this summer. There’s my tendency to embarrass myself in public to contend with. I hope I make it to the end, preferably without those nerves getting the better of me. I hope I can hold onto the excitement.

I have a lot of feelings and thoughts on my fourth and final year, that much is clear. A very big part of me can’t wait to graduate, even though I’ll miss St Andrews. I guess all that is left to do is to wait and see (and keep my fingers crossed, just in case).

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2 thoughts on “On Final Year”

You’re right – St Andrews is just a chapter in your life that you will be able to cherish in the future. Good luck with your TBR list (I decided to tackle the longest and most difficult book on my TBR list as soon as my final exam was over – Clarissa – and it rewarded me tenfold!) and all the best going forward, whatever you decide to do next! Kayleigh xx